Subject: TG Fiction: Cousins.txt Part1
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Date: 1996/11/08
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Cousins
by
Karen Elziabeth L.
Copyright
10/96
"If you boys don't settle down in the next five seconds," Josh's mother
screamed. "You're going to be sorrier than you can imagine!"
Josh Tinker and his two cousins, Todd and Tim Jansen, were busy shouting,
screaming, and slamming doors while their parents tried to talk in
another part of the Jansen's home. Lisa Jansen hoped that this visit
wouldn't be quite as costly as the last one when the boys managed to knock
a small television set off it's stand. She and her sister Allison agreed
that something had to be done before the boys caused even more serious
damage. Her husband had died when Tod and Tim were young and it had never
been easy for her to control her sons. Even her brother - in - law Dave
had trouble with them!
Alone, the three boys were not too bad, at least not as bad as some boys
could be. Once they got together though the trouble they caused seemed
never ending.
"There has to be a way to settle them down Alli," Lisa said in a worn out
tone of voice. "We're planning that vacation next summer and it'll be pure
hell if we don't!
"Josh's report card wasn't that bad," Dave said. "If you could ignore all
of the comments about his misbehaving in class and problems on the
playground."
"Sounds like the same report card my boy's got!" Allison sighed. "A
teacher's nightmare!"
A loud crash from another room brought the boys parent's to their feet,
hoping that it wasn't anything important this time! To their dismay, upon
reaching the site of the crash, they discovered a large bookshelf had been
toppled with books and pictures everywhere!
"That's it!" Allison cried. "I'm not going to put up with this any
longer. Let's keep them separated until we can settle them down."
"We'll miss you!" Dave joked.
"I'm sure we'll think of something," Lisa promised. "Maybe just not
seeing each other will teach them a lesson!"
"Let's hope so!" Allison said as she hugged her sister. "Keep in touch!"
As they drove home Josh's parents lectured him on how important it was to
behave himself, to have good manners, and not to act like an animal. It
was a lecture he'd heard before, many times before and it was obvious as
his parents watched him stare out the window that it wasn't doing any
better this time.
Months went by and there seemed to be no hope for making the boys behave.
Their parents had tried suggestions from school counselors and had read
everything they could get their hands on. Then one day Allison's phone
rang. It was Lisa calling to say she thought she knew of a way to solve
their problems. It was unorthodox, she admitted but if Allison and Dave
would bring Josh over she'd show them how she'd gotten her sons to behave.
As they drove to Lisa's house the following Saturday Allison and Dave were
hoping that it would be a quiet day, that somehow Lisa had stumbled onto
what everyone else had missed. Now maybe they'd be able to relax and enjoy
themselves when visiting with Lisa.
Lisa greeted them with a big smile and asked them to sit in the living
room while she got a few things she wanted to show to them.
"Where's Todd and Tim?" Josh asked. "Do I have to sit here all day?"
"Tod and Tim will be with us in a couple of minutes Josh," Lisa said with
a smile. "Just be patient for a little while longer Okay?"
Lisa seemed so much happier than ever before Allison thought to herself.
Whatever she finally did to calm her sons done must have worked or she
wouldn't be this calm, this happy!
"Look at this!" Lisa said proudly as she handed report cards to Allison
and Dave. "Did you ever think they'd get report cards like these?"
"I'm impressed!" Dave whistled. "A's and B's, good marks for behavior,
are these your boys Lisa?"
Lisa smiled for a moment. "Sometimes," She grinned. "Sometimes!"
Dave was puzzled at her response. "What do you mean Lisa?"
Lisa didn't answer, instead she went to the steps and called for Tod and
Tim to come downstairs.
"No mom, please!" Tim cried from the second floor. "Please, we'll be
good!"
"We promise we'll be good mom!" Tod pleaded. "We promise to be good!"
"Remember our little walk boys!" Lisa called back. "If you don't come
down now we'll go for a walk later!"
Moments later two very sad eleven year old boys descended the steps very
slowly. There was a loud gasp from Dave and Allison when two cute girls in
matching pink and blue Southern Belle type outfits came into view!
"Are they who I think they are?" Asked Dave, obviously amazed at what he
was seeing.
"You've got to be joking!" Allison exclaimed. "These girls aren't
really.."
Walking over to where the girls stood Lisa put her hand on the shoulder of
the one in the blue dress and tapped the girl on the shoulder. The girl
took several small steps towards Allison, Dave, and Josh, then while
holding a parasol that matched her dress in on hand she carefully gathered
the full skirt of her dress and curtsied.
"Hello, Uncle Dave, and Aunt Alli, my name is Christine."
"Of course you may remember my daughter Christine here better as my son
Tod." Lisa said proudly. She then gestured towards the girl in the pink
dress who also curtsied and introduced herself as Jennifer.
"Isn't she adorable?" Lisa asked gleefully. " Now please go over and sit
on the sofa girls"
Allison was dumbfounded. She watched as the two girls smoothed their
skirts and sat ever so gently on the sofa holding their parasols in their
laps to prevent their dresses from being forced up by the full petticoats
they wore. They were wearing the cutest matching dresses, frilly
petticoats, white stockings and shoes which matched their dresses. They
were every mother's dream of what a daughter could look like yet these
sweet girls were her nephews!
"I said it was unorthodox, but it was the only thing left!" Lisa
explained. "One day it seemed so obvious to me, if they couldn't be young
gentlemen then make them young ladies! They don't dare run wild dressed
like this!"
"That's one hell of a solution Lisa," Dave said as he stared at the boys.
"I still can't believe these girls are really Tim and Tod though!"
"What about school Lisa?" Allison asked. "Surely they don't go to school
dressed like this!"
"Don't be silly, Allison." Lisa replied. "They go to school as Tod and
Tim but at home it's strictly Christine and Jennifer! If they misbehave
they know I'll take them for a walk around the neighborhood in these
outfits!"
"It sure as hell made a difference in their grades!" Dave replied as he
looked over the report cards. "I'm just not sure it's the right thing to
do though!"
"I think it's a riot!" Josh said as he suddenly broke up laughing. "I
think they look so cute in their pretty little dresses and those umbrellas
are just perfect!"
Josh jumped up from the sofa where he'd been sitting and ran over to his
cousins. Reaching for the hems of their dresses he exclaimed. "Let's see
if you're wearing anything pretty underneath!"
Before he could raise Tod's dress his father grabbed him and yanked him
back to the couch.
"Settle down now, Josh!" Dave ordered. "Behave yourself for once in your
life!"
"But they're so cute dad!" Laughed Josh. "Maybe I can get a kiss from one
of them!"
"Sit down Josh!" Dave said forcefully. "Your cousins have enough problems
without your help!"
"Just one kiss, please Christine?" Josh said as he puckered his lips.
"How long did it take to get these grades?" Allison asked her sister.
"After a month in dresses they became model students." Lisa replied.
"Their teachers couldn't believe the change!"
"Neither can I!" Josh snickered as he tried to get to his cousins again.
This time it was Allison who stopped him.
"Your father warned you to behave Josh!" She admonished. "We're not going
to tell you again!"
"Wait until I tell all of my friends about my cousins the queers!" Josh
sneered. "All prettied up in girl's clothes!"
"That's it Josh!" Dave screamed. "I've taken all I'm going to take from
you!" Turning to Lisa he said simply, "Will you help?"
"I'd love to!" Lisa smiled. "Okay with you Alli?" She asked.
Josh's mother stared at the ill mannered brat sitting on the couch behind
her then at the two well behaved young ladies on the other couch.
"Yes," She said in a calm voice. "It's okay."
"I thought you'd agree Alli," Lisa said. "So I took the liberty of
setting out a few things in my room upstairs. Why don't you get him
started and I'll be along to help."
"Get up and go with your mom Josh," Dave ordered. "If you make so much as
a sound...." He started to unfasten his belt.
Josh's eyes grew wide with terror. He couldn't decide which he feared
more, his father's belt or what was waiting for him upstairs. His father
had never beaten him but now was willing to do it with a belt, that threat
worried him most at the time so he meekly followed as his mother led him
up the steps.
Josh wanted to cry as he walked into his aunt's room and his mother shut
the door behind him. His eyes followed his mother over to the bed where
his fate awaited him. He watched anxiously as his mother began to sort
through the clothes on the bed.
"Looks like Aunt Lisa thought of everything for you Josh," She said as
she pointed to the clothes on the bed. "Panties, a training bra,
petticoat, stockings, shoes, I'll bet there's a pretty dress around here
somewhere!"
Opening the closet door she instantly found what she was looking for - a
yellow dress which was a perfect match for the dresses his cousins wore!
Josh's heart skipped a beat when he saw what was one the hanger with the
dress - a yellow parasol just like his cousins were carrying!
"Take off all of your clothes and put these on," His mother said, handing
him a pair of silky yellow panties. I'll be right back so get busy or
I'll send you father up!"
As his mother closed the door behind her Josh quickly began to take off
all of his clothes. After removing his underwear he stood there staring at
the panties on the bed. "There must be a way out of this," He thought.
Suddenly he heard his father's voice outside of the door. "You'd better be
getting changed Josh!"
His hands shaking, Josh pulled on the panties and called for his mother.
To his surprise the door opened and both his parents walked into the room.
His mother began showing his dad the clothes that Josh would be wearing,
explaining how each item would work to make the total outfit complete.
Without a word his dad sat down in a chair to watch his son's
transformation into a girl.
The first thing he had to do was to pay careful attention to his mother's
instructions for putting on a pair of white stockings. He followed her
instructions and carefully worked first one foot then the other into the
stockings before pulling them up to his waist. Next he started at the
ankles and gently smoothed them all the way up to his wait. He held his
arms straight out so that his mother could place them through the straps
of the training bra his aunt had so thoughtfully provided. He felt his
mother doing something in the back and as the bra tightened to his chest
he realized that he had been fastened into something he could not get off
without help. It was too tight to pull over his head and never having worn
one before he couldn't imagine how it could be opened even if he could
reach behind him!
"He looks cute in those things Alli!" He heard his father say from behind
him. "I'll bet he looks even prettier than Christine and Jennifer
downstairs!"
"Cute!" He thought in disgust. He didn't want to look cute! Cute was for
girls and sissies and he certainly wasn't a girl or a sissy!
"Hold your hands up dear," He heard his mother say and lost in his
thoughts he automatically raised his arms above his head.
Instantly the word "Sissy" came rushing back to him as he felt the cool
fabric of the petticoat cover him from his chest to his knees! Looking
down he knew why that word had jumped back into his head, the petticoat
was silky and smooth from the top to the waist where it flared out in
several layers of lace!
He could push thoughts of panties, bras, and even stockings from his mind
but not this, not the petticoat which his mother was now busily adjusting
the straps on. No, this made him a sissy even without the dress which he
knew would be coming next.
He wanted to run away from his mother, to get as far away from that room
as possible but where could he go? His cousins who had been the best
buddies a boy could ever have wanted were sitting downstairs dressed up
and behaving like a couple of sweet little girls and he was next! His
mother was lowering the dress over his head and straightening it out while
he stood there helpless, just like a good little girl! Soon he'd be
brought down to be shown off to his aunt and cousins, just another pretty
little sissy!
Once Josh's dress was all zipped and buttoned his mother called for his
aunt to finish making him look just right. His aunt brushed his long thick
hair first one way then another, then sprayed it with water and wrapped it
around a curling iron. She then had him step into a pair of yellow shoes
with just a slight heel, handed him the parasol that went with his dress
and stepped back with his parents to admire her new niece.
Josh felt unbelievably silly standing there in a frilly dress and girls
underwear while his family made a huge fuss over how darling he looked,
what a pretty young lady he made, and how well the outfit fit him!
"It's perfect on him!" Josh's mom exclaimed. "He looks like he belongs on
the front porch of a big southern house, sitting on a swing, sipping a
cool drink!"
"Even I don't believe it," His dad said. "But your absolutely right Lisa,
there's no way he'll misbehave in that outfit!"
"How do you like it Josh?" His mother asked. "Think you could get used to
being a cute girl?"
"I hate it!" Josh screamed. "I look just like my sissy cousins and I hate
it!"
"You're only a sissy if you misbehave Josh," His aunt told him. "Then
your parents will let all of your friends see what a sissy you are!"
"And if I don't misbehave?" Josh asked, seeing a possible way out.
"Then no one will think you're a sissy," His aunt explained. "It's that
easy. Now let's go down to show Christine and Jennifer their pretty new
cousin."
With that she took him by the hand and led him back down to where his
cousins still sat very properly watching television.
"Chrissy, Jenny, please come over here and meet your new cousin.." Lisa
hesitated for a moment then turned to her sister.
"I'm sorry, but what was your daughter's name again?" She asked.
"Ashley," Dave said quickly. "Our daughter's name is Ashley!"
Allison smiled. "That's a very pretty name Dave, I like it! Ashley it is!"
Lisa turned back to her sons. "Jenny, Chrissy, I'd like you to meet your
cousin Ashley."
"I'm sure you know what to do Ashley!" Josh's father said. "Just like
your aunt taught you."
Josh could feel the heat from his face blushing. Yes, he knew exactly what
he was supposed to do but that didn't make it any easier.
"Be polite Ashley!" His mother prodded.
Still blushing Josh held his parasol firmly, grasped his skirt in each
hand and curtsied to his cousins.
"Hi Ashley," Jenny said politely
"You look really nice Ashley," Chrissy added.
"Look at me and smile, girls!" Lisa called.
As Josh turned to see what his aunt wanted he was blinded by the flash of
a camera.
"Now curtsey for me ladies!"
Tod and Tim smiled and curtsied for their mother but Josh stood there with
a defiant look on his face.
Dave was about to say something but Lisa stopped him.
"Relax Dave, it'll take a little time, she'll get used to it soon enough."
"Why don't you girls take Ashley upstairs and show her your rooms?" Lisa
asked. "I'm sure she'd love to see them!"
Tod and Tim smiled at their mother. "Okay mom! Come on Ashley, let's go
upstairs and play!"
"Aren't we taking a chance leaving them alone?" Dave asked.
"Not really," Lisa grinned. "Come with me, I'll show you why!"
The adults followed as the three pretty boys slowly made their way up the
steps.
"I can remember a time when they would have nearly killed each other
running up these steps!" Allison said in amazement. "It's so odd watching
them walk so slowly and carefully!"
"That's why I chose those outfits for them to wear at first," Her sister
explained. "I wanted them to constantly know how they were dressed so it
had to be something special, something frilly and oh so girlish!"
"Those dresses look awfully familiar," Allison said. "Didn't we have
dresses like that when we were little?"
"I wondered how long it would take you!" Laughed her sister. "That's what
gave me the idea, sis. I found myself wondering why they couldn't behave
as nicely as we did when we were little. Why did boys have to be so rough
and hard to control? Why couldn't boys be more like girls?"
"And of course how better for them to be more like girls than to actually
have to be girls for a while!" Dave completed her thought for her.
"Sounds good to me!" Exclaimed Allison. "It's only at home and it will
teach them a valuable lesson!"
"And what would that be," Dave laughed. "How to match a purse and shoes?"
"I'll settle for how to play without breaking things!"
"So of course I thought that if boys had to go through what girls went
through they'd be much better behaved!"
"Those dresses should be perfect for that!" Laughed Dave. "I couldn't
imagine them feeling much like boys while dressed like that!"
"You know," Lisa laughed. "I think he's catching on quickly! Let's hope
your son is that smart!"
"Don't tell me!" Dave exclaimed as they opened the door to a bedroom
done up in soft pastels, dolls and stuffed animals resting on the canopied
double bed. "Their bedroom too!"
"Pretty isn't it!" Lisa asked proudly. "A girl's dream bedroom!"
"Aren't you taking this just a little far?" Dave asked with growing
concern. "I mean they are boys remember!"
"Only in school Dave," Lisa replied tersely. "At home they're girls and
they'll stay that way if they don't learn to behave!"
"Lisa's right Dave," Allison added. "Look at how well behaved they are
today compared to the last time we were here. No one wanted to have us
visit with the boys for fear of what they'd do. Now look at how calm they
are!"
"I suppose you're right," Dave admitted reluctantly. "But what about..."
"Let's leave the girls alone and we can talk downstairs," Lisa suggested.
"Alone?" Questioned Dave. "Aren't we taking a chance?"
"That they'll get into some sort of mischief" Lisa smiled. "In that room,
in those dresses? I doubt it!"
"I see you're point!" Dave chuckled. "Let's go Allison, we have a lot to
talk about!"
Once the adults were gone Josh quickly turned to his cousins.
"Come on, they're gone, let's get changed!"
Tod and Tim looked at each other and shook their heads.
"You don't get it do you?" Tod asked. "There's nothing to change into
even if we wanted to!"
"What do you mean by 'wanted to'" Josh asked bewildered. "You mean you
like wearing sissy clothes?"
"Look Josh," Tim said. "Either we're good girls and wear these things
around the house or we'll end up going to school as Jenny and Chrissy!"
"That crazy," Josh shot back. "They're just trying to scare us!" Josh
quickly jumped up and flung opened the closet door.
His eyes opened wide in disbelief as he stared into a closet filled with
dresses and skirts.
"Get serious!" He said. "Where are your pants?"
Tod looked over at Tim and shrugged his shoulders. "The chest of drawers
in there. Take your pick!"
Josh rushed to the chest of drawers and opened one drawer after another
only to find nothing but girl's pants in various colors and styles each
pair as pretty as the next!
"I meant boys clothes you idiots!" He fumed. "You know, like you wear to
school!"
"Mom keeps them in her closet." Tim replied looking up from his fashion
magazine. "But her door's locked so you can forget that!"
"You mean we're really stuck like this?" He asked motioning towards his
dress.
"You're lucky," Tod added not taking his eyes off the needlepoint picture
of a cat that he was working on. "At least you'll get to take the dress
off when you leave. Maybe your dad wont let your mom dress you up like
ours does!"
"I hope so!" Josh sighed, flopping back down on the bed and flipping up
his dress and petticoat.. "I can't believe he let them do this much to
me!"
Downstairs in the kitchen Lisa was explaining everything to Allison and
Dave.
"They fought me like crazy for a couple of days" She said. "They finally
gave up when I said we were going shopping at the mall in those dresses!
You never saw two more terrified boys then they were as we pulled out of
the driveway!"
"How long have they been dressing like girls?" Allison asked.
" Most importantly though," Dave asked. "Do you really think that it's a
good thing to dress boys up like girls?"
"Hey, one at a time!" Lisa said. "I explain it all, just give me a
moment!"
"First of all Dave," She said slowly and emphatically. "My sons are not
just being dressed up like girls, when they're not in school I insist that
they are girls! They dress and act just like any other girls their age
would! If you're really serious about Josh's behavior problem you'll do
the same to him!"
Allison took Dave's hand and squeezed it tight. "It's the best thing for
him Dave," She said softly. He'll be impossible to control in a few years
if we don't stop him now."
"I realize that," Dave answered. "But I hate to have my son running
around all dressed up like a girl!"
"He wont be running anywhere Dave," Lisa replied. "If you do it right he
may even grow to like being a girl!"
"Wouldn't that be wonderful," Dave said sarcastically. "My son, the
girl!"
"How does 'My son the convict' sound Dave? Lisa asked. "I'd rather have
a daughter at home than a son in prison!"
"Think about it Dave," Allison pleaded. "If we really love him we've got
to reign him in now!"
Dave stared out the window for several minutes, lost in his thoughts.
Finally he shook his head and took his wife's hand. He looked at Lisa for
a moment then turned his attention back to Allison."
"Looks like we've got a lot of shopping to do," He said.
"Consider the outfit he's wearing a gift to get my niece started in her
new life," Lisa said. "It'll come in handy should she forget her
manners!"
As Josh waited with his cousins his parents left to pick up a few things
he need to get started as Ashley. Lisa had told them that at first he
should be kept in dresses to immediately establish control over him. Later
on, he could be allowed to wear slacks and tops as a reward for behaving.
His boys clothing should be saved for school and when he absolutely had to
dress as a boy, otherwise he should be required to dress and act like a
girl.
Allison seemed to have no trouble getting used to the idea of Josh wearing
girl's clothing, soon she was happily selecting outfits she felt he'd look
cute in. Dave still had some lingering doubts but he soon set them aside
in hopes of helping Josh become more responsible. Soon they had clothes
for every occasion selected. Josh's cotton briefs would be replaced by
nylon panties in pastel colors and floral patterns. All of his new
underwear would be decorated with cute little bows or lace trim to
reinforce the feeling of being a girl whenever he put them on. No effort
would be spared to turn Josh into a girl, temporarily of course.
When his parents announced that it was time to leave Josh was relieved
thinking he'd finally be able to take off the ridiculous outfit he'd worn
all afternoon. As he went to the bedroom to change however he was shocked
to see that instead of his pants and shirt, a jumper, top, girls socks,
and sneakers were waiting for him!
"Mom!" Josh wailed. "You said that we were going home now!"
"We are," Allison replied calmly. "That's why you have to get changed.
Unless of course you'd rather wear that outfit home. It does look so nice
on you!"
"I want to wear my boys clothes home!" Josh shouted. "I don't want to
look like my sissy cousins!"
"You're cousins are not sissies!" Dave asserted. "They're very sweet
young ladies, and that's what you're going to be!"
"No way!" Josh blurted out as his mother helped him out of his dress and
petticoat. No one's going to make a girl out of me!"
Josh hadn't noticed his dad removing his belt until he felt it across his
butt.
"You're going to learn to keep your mouth shut and behave or you'll spend
the rest of your life in dresses!" Dave ordered. "Now get dressed!"
Quite reluctantly, Josh took the pretty white slip from his mother pulled
it over his head, then put his arms through the sleeves of a yellow top
with fake white buttons. He finally got it hen allowed his mother to slip
the jumper over his head and pull it into place around his hips. After
satisfying herself that Josh's slip wouldn't peek out from the bottom of
his jumper his mother had him remove his stockings and put on a pair of
white knee socks before she zipped up the back of the jumper and helped
Josh fasten the straps on a pair of girls tennis shoes.
"I think socks and sneakers look better than nylons with this outfit,
don't you Ashley?"
Josh stood there silently, it was a small consolation that this outfit
wasn't nearly as frilly as the outfit he'd been wearing but it was still a
dress, with a girl's blouse, socks, underwear, and shoes that he had on.
His mother fussed with his hair for a few minutes until she decided that
all was in order.
"There, that's not so bad is it?" She asked. "You look so cute in that
outfit, not at all like a boy!"
"Do you have to remind me!" Josh wailed. "I don't want to look like a
girl!"
"You don't have a choice anymore Ashley," His father replied. "You're not
only going to look like a girl, your mom and I are going to make you
behave like one too! That should take the wind out of your sails!"
"I wont do it!" Josh screamed reaching for the zipper to take off his
dress. "I'm not a girl and you can't make me dress or act like one!"
"We most certainly can!" Laughed his mother. "Remember I have pictures of
you in your pretty dress! I don't think you'd like me to show them to
anyone would you?"
"You wouldn't dare!" Josh gasped. "I'd never live it down if anyone saw
me dressed like that!"
"That's just the point Ashley," His dad responded. "If you don't want
anyone to know that you're Josh, an eleven year old boy in girl's clothes,
you're going to have to make them believe that you really are an eleven
year old girl named Ashley!"
"But I can't do that dad," Cried Josh. "Everyone will be able to tell
that I'm really a boy!"
Dave held Josh tight and brushed his hands through Josh's wavy hair.
"Trust us Ashley, if you do what we say no one will know and this will all
be a memory for you! There is no other way out for you, you're going to
have to be a girl for a little while until you learn to behave as a boy."
"Don't worry baby," Consoled Allison. "It's not going to be that bad,
you're going to be a very pretty girl!"
"Please mom, don't do this to me." Josh sobbed. "I don't want to be a
pretty girl, please let me be a boy!"
"You can be a boy all day in school," Allison replied. "But when you're
at home we'll expect you to dress and act like a young lady or I start
showing off those pictures!"
Josh sobbed all the way home as his parents talked of the changes that
we're about to occur. Josh's room would be redone to look more like his
cousins bedroom, his boy's clothes would be put away to be used only for
school, he'd learn how to sit, stand, and act like a good little girl
should and soon he'd be the prefect little boy or possibly girl!
Allison somehow forgot to mention to Dave the conversations she and her
sister had before they went for their last visit. They had discussed the
idea of dressing the boys up as girls in great detail and had long before
agreed that it would certainly help teach the boys to behave and if for
some reasons the boys grew to enjoy looking like girls then just would be
an added bonus. Their mothers would then have the daughters they'd always
hoped for!
She was sure that Dave would object to what they had planned if they had
come right out and suggested making the boys wear girls clothing so they
had planned the whole thing to start with Lisa's sons. Once he saw the
difference in them she was sure he'd go along with the idea and Josh would
end up in dresses too! She hadn't expected the whole hearted support he'd
given her though, even to the point of renaming Josh to Ashley. It was
going to be a fun time converting their rowdy son into a sweet little girl
and she'd have her husbands unwitting help!
Josh knew that they had no neighbors near enough to see them as they
pulled into their driveway but he couldn't relax until they had pulled
completely into the garage and he was able to dash into the house.
His parents were still talking about what still had to be done to help
make Josh into Ashley when his mother spotted him sprawled out on the
couch his dress riding up on his thighs.
"Sit up and pull down your dress Ashley!" She ordered. "That's no way to
sit when you're wearing a dress!"
"No one's going to see me so what difference does it make?" Josh replied
defiantly. "Just cause I have to wear these clothes doesn't mean I have to
act any different!"
"You're completely wrong Ashley." His father replied. "Your mom and I
expect you to act like any other girl your age would when you're dressed.
It could be very embarrassing for you otherwise."
"What do you mean by that? Josh asked, becoming alarmed.
"He means that we'll be going out to dinner, or a movie, or visiting just
like we did before and if you don't want people to laugh at you then
you'll have to act like a girl."
"You can't make me go out like this!" Josh sobbed. "I'm not going to do
it no matter how many times you beat me!"
"I promise not to beat you anymore Ashley," His dad said with a smile.
"That wont be necessary as long as we can show everyone the pretty outfit
you begged us to let you wear!"
"I'll bet your friends will think you look so pretty in that dress that
they'll ask their parents to dress them up too, right?" His mother asked.
Josh knew they had him beat. If his friends ever saw those pictures he'd
never escape the teasing and name calling he knew would follow.
"Okay, what do I have to do?" He asked sadly.
"You just have to pay attention and do as I say, that's all." His mother
replied softly. "You might even think it's fun after a while."
"I'll never think being a sissy is fun!" Josh said bitterly. "Never in a
million years!"
"You're not a sissy Ashley," His dad stated firmly. "You're going to be a
girl for a little while, that's all!"
"That's all!" Josh cried. "You make it seem like I'm getting a haircut
but it'll grow back if I don't like it!"
"No haircuts for you in the near future young lady!" Allison laughed.
"And whether or not you like you will be our daughter until you can be
trusted to be a boy again!"
"And when will that be?" Josh prodded. "A couple of weeks?"
"Don't worry about that," His dad replied firmly. "We'll be the ones to
decide when you're ready to be a boy again!"
Josh wanted to run to his room and lock himself in but that would have
been acting like a sissy. Of course if he did as he was told he'd end up
going out in public as a girl! He began to see that his parents had him in
a trap. He'd still have to dress like a girl no matter what but they were
offering him a chance to get out of the house by becoming a girl. He
wouldn't really be a girl, he told himself, Yes, he'd look just like a
girl and he'd act just like a girl but he'd still really be a boy and
maybe if he went along with his parents he'd be able to quickly get out of
this mess!
"Now fix your dress," Allison told him.
Josh got up from the couch, pulled his jumper down to his knees then
smoothed it out as he sat back down again.
"Was that good enough?" He asked. "Or should I have curtsied again?"
"That will do for now" Allison answered calmly, refusing to get into an
argument, "But don't forget to sit with your legs together so no one can
see up your dress!"
"All right," Josh said sadly. "You win, I'll be careful,"
"We'll start your lessons in a little while Ashley," His mother said.
"You can watch TV until then."
Josh carefully stretched out on the couch making certain that his dress
stayed down as his mother had instructed. He wondered just what she had in
mind for his lessons but was too afraid to really try to think about it.
He was watching his favorite program when his parents returned.
"Time to get started Ashley," His dad announced. "Mom tells me you've got
quite a lot to learn about being a girl!"
"First things first honey," His mother said excitedly. "Let's go to your
room and I'll teach you all about the new clothes you'll be wearing!"
Josh couldn't believe how long it seemed to take to walk to his room. His
mother had her arm around him and was chattering away about all the pretty
new outfits he had and how delightful he was going to look in them. If
that wasn't bad enough she then started saying how much fun they'd have
shopping for clothes!
Josh nodded his head from time to time just to appear interested but his
mother's enthusiasm soon began to get to him and he began thinking about
the things she had planned for him. Would she really make him go out in
public wearing a dress, would she make him dress like a girl at home, and
how could he get out of this mess!
"Quit daydreaming and pay attention Ashley," His dad said, interrupting
his thoughts. "You're going to need to know everything your mom's telling
you!"
"Sorry dad," Josh said meekly. Turning to his mother he asked ," What
were you saying mom?"
Allison smiled at Josh and continued to tell him all about his new
clothes, what they were, when to wear what, how to wear them, and
everything else a girl his age should know.
"All of your underwear and nightgowns will be in these drawers," She
explained while opening drawers. "Your panties and bras will be in the top
drawer, slips, pantyhose and socks in this one. Your dresses, skirts, and
dressy blouses will be in your closet but everyday, casual kind of tops
and slacks are in the bottom drawer."
"Slacks," Josh asked hopefully. "You mean I don't have to wear dresses
all the time?"
"No Ashley," His mother said she gave him a kiss. "If you behave you'll
be allowed to wear slacks now and then. At first though you'll wear
dresses and skirts until dad and I are convinced you've changed."
"I'll be good, I promise!" Josh exclaimed. "Just let me wear pants,
please?"
"Don't get all worked up honey," His dad said. "You'll get your chance to
prove it!"
"Now, I'm sure you now what to do with your panties so let's talk about
bras," His mother said, holding up a pink one. "It's easier to put them
on with the hooks in front first then turn it around and put your arms
through it. Same thing for taking them off. You should wear one unless
you're wearing a nightgown or PJ's, they're a little uncomfortable at
first but you'll get used to them, all girls do!"
"What about these?" Josh asked, holding up a half slip. "What do I do
with this?
"That's a half slip honey" Allison stated, happy that Josh was showing
interest. "Slips are worn under dresses and skirts to make them hang
smoothly and especially when you're wearing a sheer dress so it's not see
through!"
"Then what do I have on under this dress?" Josh asked confused.
"You're wearing a full slip since it goes all of the way up and you had on
a special slip called a petticoat earlier. That's a real fancy slip for
special occasions!"
Josh nodded trying to understand all his mother was saying as she
explained in detail each piece of his new clothing. Even staring at the
assortment of colors and fabrics in front of him he still couldn't believe
his parents really expected him to wear those things. He tried to keep his
mind off the feeling of the slip as it brushed against his legs, or the
lightweight panties he wore before his parents noticed and thought he
enjoyed wearing girl's clothes.
It took some time but his mother finally finished telling him everything
she thought he'd need to know and left him on his own until dinner. Once
he was sure that he was alone Josh went to his dresser and began to
examine his new clothes in more detail. Taking a slip from his drawer he
looked at the fancy lace trimming at he bottom and the top wondering why
girls liked all of this frilly stuff. It wasn't necessary for anything
that he could see and no one would ever see it so why bother? Same thing
for the panties he thought, who needed colors that no one would see, he'd
worn white underwear all of his life and it was just right. He'd always
wondered what some of the prettier girls in his class wore under their
dresses, he just never thought that this would be the way he'd find out!
He'd find a way out of this, he was sure of that, and when he did his
parents would regret ever thinking about making him wear girl's clothes!
After dinner he had to help his mom clear away the dinner dishes while his
dad sat watching television, His dad offered to help but his Josh's mother
said it wasn't necessary since she had her daughter to help! "Bad enough I
have to dress like a stupid girl," Josh thought, "They don't have to rub
it in!"
After all of the dishes were done and the kitchen cleaned Josh was allowed
to join his dad and watch television for the rest of the evening. Noticing
his father's stare, Josh carefully smoothed his skirt beneath him as he
sat down. "Now what's wrong?" Asked Josh agitatedly. "I sat down right,
didn't I?"
"Your leg's Josh," Called his mother from the kitchen. "Are they together
the way they should be?"
Josh brought his knees together with a loud sigh. "Sorry dad," He asked.
"Am I being enough of a lady now?"
"Keep acting like that Josh and you might just end up as a lady!"
"Right dad, whatever"
Absorbed in the television show Josh never noticed his mother entering the
room until she took a seat on the couch next to him and deposited an
armload of combs, brushes, and curlers on the coffee table in front of
where they sat.
"Now what are you planning?" He asked suspiciously. "I hops those things
aren't for me!"
"Time to do your hair Ashley" His mother announced cheerfully. "You know
I always said your pretty hair was wasted on a boy!"
"Not my hair mom!" Josh cried. "Please, this outfit is bad enough!"
"Quiet down Ashley, I want you to look nice for church in the morning!"
"Church! I'm not going anywhere like this!"
"Don't worry, we're going to Grandma's church. You'll be fine!"
"But she'll see me!" Josh contended. "She'll think I'm a sissy or
something!"
"She'll think you're a lovely young lady if you'd let me fix your hair!"
His mother replied. "Now please sit still!"
"Dad!"
"You heard your mother Ashley, sit still!" Commanded his dad.
Resigned to his fate Josh sat perfectly still while his mother combed,
brushed, and rolled his long hair onto curlers.
"You'll have to be careful removing your jumper and putting your nightgown
on tonight dear," His mother instructed. "You don't want your curlers to
get snagged on anything!"
"Heaven forbid that should happen!"
It took nearly and hour but Josh's head was covered with an assortment of
pink curlers held tightly against his scalp with bobby pins.
His mother was bubbling over with glee. "I can't wait to see how pretty
you look when I brush this out in the morning! You are going to look so
darling!"
"I am going to be so embarrassed if anyone sees me!" Josh whimpered as he
felt the curlers on his head. "You didn't have to do this, I would have
behaved!"
"We've heard that promise before Ashley, but you never kept it! This
worked for your cousins and it's going to work for you!"
"They're sissies!" Josh spat out the words. "Sissies, sissies, sissies,
and I'll never be like them!"
"They're well behaved young ladies now but soon they'll be well behaved
young men." His dad answered angrily. "You'll stay a girl until you can
be as nice as they are!"
"Never!" Josh shot back. "I'll never be a sissy!"
"That's up to you Ashley," His mother answered emphasizing his name. "I
certainly don't mind having a daughter, do you dear?" She asked, turning
to her husband.
"Not at all," He said with a smile. "I think she looks so much nicer this
way as a matter of fact!"
Josh burned with anger and embarrassment but wasn't about to push his
parents any further afraid of what else his mother might decide to do to
make him look nice for church the next day. Instead he opted to sit
quietly and watch the end of the movie hoping he'd be able to forget the
taut feeling of his hair in curlers and the silky feeling of his slip as
it brushed against his bare legs.
Watching the movie however proved to be tough especially when he
occasionally caught his father glancing at him with a smile on his face.
"Why do you keep staring at me like that? Don't you think that I feel
stupid enough already without you staring at me and smiling!"
"Sorry, I'm not trying to upset you Ashley, it's just that your mom's
right, you really are cute!"
"Thanks for the compliment dad, it's just the thing every boy my age wants
to hear from his dad!"
"You're going to be dressed like this for a while Ashley, at least you
look enough like a girl to get away with it!"
"I don't care how cute you think I look, I'm never going to go along with
this! Never!" Screamed Josh as he stormed towards his room.
As he entered his room he suddenly stopped and stared in disbelief at the
changes that had been made. After doing his hair his mother had quietly
slipped away and changed the sheets and curtains in his bedroom! Earlier
that evening when he'd last left his room he had blue sheets and pillow
cases, a dark blue blanket and spread, along with wheat colored curtains
on the windows. Now to his consternation he had pink sheets, pillow cases,
a rose colored blanket and comforter on the bed and ruffled pink and white
gingham style curtains! His baseball posters had been taken down and his
model car collection was also gone! If that wasn't bad enough his mom had
set out a pair of girl's Pajamas for him to wear which rivaled his
southern style dress of that afternoon for sheer girlishness!
Sheer was the word that popped into Josh's head as soon as he looked at
the pajamas he was expected to wear. The top was pink with sheer sleeves,
and a sheer layer over a silky fabric that would just cover his chest and
shoulders! The bottoms had what seemed like a pair of silky panties
covered by the same sheer fabric that made up the legs!
"Pretty sexy, aren't they?" His mother giggled from the doorway. "I knew
you'd look great in them as soon as I saw them!"
"You're kidding right?"
"Was I kidding about the dress this afternoon?"
"I hope to wake up soon and this will all be a bad dream!"
"Maybe in a couple of months if you're real good, but by then you might
want to keep your new pajamas!"
"Like I told dad - never!" Josh said angrily as he reached for the zipper
on his jumper.
"Let me help you with that sweetheart," His mom said as she unzipped him.
"I don't want you to mess up your curlers!"
His mother helped him out of the jumper then showed him how to carefully
remove his top and slip to prevent them from being caught in his curlers
before she undid his bra for him. Her face lit up in a bright smile when
he finished putting on his Pajamas.
"You're so darling!" She gushed as she hugged him tight. "I just know
this is going to work out! Come with me, I want your father to see how
precious his daughter is!"
Once again Josh found himself modeling a girl's outfit for his parents
while they oohed and ahhed over how pretty he looked. They seemed to have
completely forgotten that he was really a boy and his dad even hugged him
and gave him a kiss on the forehead before sending him off to bed.
It was a tough night for Josh as he tried to sleep with a head full of
curlers. He was certain that he'd just dozed off when his mother came in
to wake him.
"Why does she have to be so cheerful about this whole thing," he
wondered. "She's going to fix me all up like a girl and she thinks it's
just great!"
"Did you have a good night sweetie?" His mother asked cheerfully.
"How could I have a good night with these in my hair?" He asked,
gesturing towards the curlers.
"It's just a sacrifice that we girls make to look pretty, you'll get used
to them soon enough!"
"Used to them!" Josh was horror stricken. "You mean I'll have to wear
them again?"
"Certainly, unless you want to get a perm that is."
"No, thanks anyway, I guess I'll get used to curlers."
"Enough chitchat sleepyhead, we have to get you dressed and take out your
curlers before church! Now hurry, brush your teeth and wash your face,
I'll get your clothes ready!"
When he returned from the bathroom Josh wanted to cry for there on his bed
lay a pair of panties, a bra, full slip, stockings and a dark blue dress
decorated with pink flowers and lace. How could his parents possibly
expect him to leave the house dressed like that?
Once his curlers were completely out his mother told him to dress and then
she'd style his hair for him. Although he couldn't wait to get of the
flimsy pajamas he was wearing he wanted no parts of the dress and
underwear his mother had selected for him.
Noting his hesitation his mother stepped forward to help him out of his
top.
"I can handle it!" He insisted as he took off his top and put on the front
fastening bra.
"Just wanted to help honey," His mother said all too sweetly for Josh's
liking.
"Do you have to talk like that?"
"What's wrong with the way I talk?"
"You're talking to me as if I was a girl!" Josh retorted.
"Turn around." Was his mother's reply.
As he turned Josh realized that his closet door was open and that a full
length mirror had been installed on it. Reflected in the mirror was a
young girl with a head full of curls, wearing a bra and girl's pajama
bottoms!
"See, there's nothing wrong with the way I'm talking to you! Now hurry and
get ready, I'll fix your hair when you're all dressed!"
Once his mother was gone Josh pulled off his PJ bottoms and carefully put
on the pantyhose his mom had set out for him before putting on the slip
and dress. He tried to reach the back zipper of the dress but no amount of
twisting or squirming would allow him to pull it to the top.
"I'm going to need some help mom," He sighed, it was bad enough to have
to wear these clothes but needing his mother's help made it worse. After
all, she took way too much pleasure in helping to dress him like a girl!
"Trouble with your zipper?" His mom asked as she breezed into the room.
"Let me show you a little trick, just unzip it far enough to get over
your head then you can zip it yourself!"
As she teased and brushed out his curls his mother patiently explained
everything she was doing, how it would add volume to his hair and how it
would lay in gentle waves instead of tight curls.
"Let me know if you'd rather have it curly honey and I wont brush it out
so much, okay?"
"Do whatever you want mom, it's not going to make much difference with me
in this dress!"
"Fine, then wavy it is! Don't worry about it Ashley, you're going to be a
knockout when we're done!"
"What no makeup?" Josh asked facetiously.
"I wasn't going to bother since you're only eleven, but maybe you're
right, a little blush and just a touch of lipstick couldn't hurt!"
"I've got a big mouth!" Josh groaned. "Big enough to shove both feet
into!"
"Stay put Ashley, I'll be right back with some makeup you can use!"
Moments later his mother was back carrying some of her old makeup which
she put on his dresser.
"You're a lucky girl Ashley, my mother didn't let me wear makeup until I
was fourteen! Back then nice girls your age just didn't wear makeup!"
"How about nice boys?"
"I'm not going to argue with you young lady!" His mother replied
sternly. "Until you go back to school tomorrow morning you're my daughter
and you'd better get used to pretty clothes and behave or else you'll be
going to school in a dress!"
Realizing that he had pushed far enough Josh sat silently as his mother
accented his cheeks with a light pink blush, deftly outlined his lips with
a lipstick pencil, then filled them in with a shade that was slightly
darker than his natural lip color.
"I have a little something else for you too" His mother said, her eyes
sparkling as she opened a small jewelry case containing a gold necklace
and earrings.
"No way mom!" Josh said adamantly. "I'm not wearing any of that stuff and
that's that!"
Josh might as well have been talking to the mirror for even as he shouted
his protests his mother was snapping shut the clasp on his new necklace
and clipping earrings to his ears!
"You look so pretty this way," His mother said softly. "I can't wait
until your grandmother sees you, I just know she'll be thrilled!
Josh reached up to remove the necklace but his mother caught his hand and
quickly returned it to the vanity.
"I have just the thing for those nails of yours," she said as she opened a
package of fake nails. "I'll get some yogurt and gelatin to help them grow
but these will do until then!"
It was over in a matter of minutes with no further resistance from Josh.
Pink, perfectly shaped nails extended just past his finger tips, the taste
of lipstick matched only by the scent of the blush he wore on his cheeks.
If he tried hard, really hard, he could forget the makeup, if he didn't
look at them he could ignore his finger nails, he could even put the
earrings and necklace out of his mind. If he did all of that though he
found himself noticing the silky feel of his stockings as he brushed his
legs together and the horrible smooth feeling of his slip as it rubbed
against his nylon covered butt. It just didn't make sense, he thought to
himself, mom's turning me into a sissy but it feels so good!
"Just relax honey," His mother said soothingly as if she read his
thoughts. "You're a pretty girl and I'll bet you'll enjoy the way people
are going to treat you!"
Arriving at the church Josh's parents walked purposefully towards a
particular pew then waved him in first. His apprehension over having to
sit next to his grandmother was relieved when he glanced past her and
noticed his aunt and cousins sitting on her other side.
Tod wore a pink jumper over a white blouse while Tim and Tod wore matching
white cotton dresses with delicate flowers and a lace trimmed collars.
Tod's dress had blue flowers while Tim's had pink ones. Both wore tan
stockings, white sandals, had obviously had their hair done, and just a
trace of pink lipstick. They smiled and waved to josh in a rather girlish
manner while his grandmother patted him on the leg and told him how pretty
he looked. Josh glanced around hoping no one was noticing how he and his
cousins were dressed. To his amazement no one in the church seemed to be
paying any attention to them. No one unless you counted the boy who smiled
as he and Josh made eye contact!
After the service ended the family gathered off to one side where his
grandmother began fussing over how pretty her nieces were and how happy
she was over their behavior in church. Josh wanted to rebel as his
grandmother remarked on his makeup and pretty hair but he found that he
couldn't.
Neither Josh nor his cousins had ever been overly close to their
grandmother. Actually she made no secret of how she loathed their behavior
and looked forward to the end of their infrequent visits. Now, no matter
how silly he felt to be dressed as he was somehow it felt nice to see the
smile on his grandmother's face and to hear her say how happy she was to
see him.
"Hello Julia!" A voice called out from behind the happy little group. "So
nice to see you again!"
Josh's happy mood turned sour as his grandmother's closest friend
approached them. The lady knew Josh's mother and aunt since they were
little girls and was well acquainted with Josh and his cousins.
"Allison, Lisa, I haven't seen you two in ages!" She exclaimed hugging
them tight. "How are you and your families?
Her cheerful expression over seeing them turned to bewilderment as she
glanced from Josh's family to the girls with them.
"Who are these lovely young ladies Julia?" She asked. "I thought you had
three grandsons?"
"I did," His grandmother replied proudly. "But now I have three lovely,
well behaved, granddaughters!"
"Oh my!" Her friend exclaimed looking at the boys. "Well you certainly
fooled me!" She chuckled. "So these are the three hell raisers you talked
about?"
"Not anymore!" Laughed Josh's aunt. "We seemed to have found a way to tame
them down!"
"I should say so!" The woman chuckled. "They look so sweet in those
outfits!
"Why not come over to my place for lunch Darla?" Josh's grandmother
asked. "We can catch up on old times and get to know the girls here
better!"
"Mom," Josh wailed.
"Calm down, it's okay," Darla whispered. "I think you girls are adorable
and I promise to keep your secret! I'll even tell you one of my own over
lunch!"
"This is going to be so wonderful!" Gushed Josh's grandmother as she
hugged his cousins. "We're going to have so much fun!"
Later at his grandmothers home Josh and his cousins sat silently as their
grandmothers friend explained how her mother had once imposed the same
punishment on her older brother.
"He was such a handful!" She laughed. "Always in some sort of trouble,
fighting, staying out late, being disobedient."
"How did he like having to wear dresses and stuff?" Tim asked.
"Once he got used to skirts and petticoats though he settled down and was
a perfect young woman!" Darla replied with a smile. "Just as I'm sure you
girls will do!"
"No way!" Josh shot back. "I'll never like being a sissy!"
"I never knew you had a brother, Darla," Josh's grandmother replied,
ignoring his outburst. "What ever became of him?"
"He became a teacher and retired a few years back." A smile came to her
face. "You've met him many times Julia! Don't you remember my sister
Paulette?"
"Oh my heavens!" Julia exclaimed in shock. "You mean to tell me that that
beautiful lady that all the men got crazy over is..."
"My big brother Paul!" Darla said with a laugh. "He got my mother so mad
that she even sent him to school as Paulette! I told you once he got used
to skirts and petticoats he was the perfect young woman!"
"I remember her!" Allison exclaimed gleefully. "And you're right mom, she
is a beautiful lady!"
"Of course things were different back then," Continued Darla. "You didn't
have all the paperwork you have today. Mom took him to school, wrote his
name down as Paulette and that was that! He's been Paulette ever since!"
"That's amazing!" Lisa said in awe. "One day he's a boy and the next he's
a girl!"
Josh noted with horror the look his mother was giving him.
"No way mom," He said sarcastically. "You can't send me to school as a
girl, my birth certificate says Male, remember?"
"So did my brother's until our mother erased it and wrote Female!"
Laughed Darla.
"Why don't you girls go watch TV or something," Allison said. "The adults
want to talk alone."
"Sure mom," Tim said happily as he rose and smoothed out his dress.
"Come on Ashley, Jenny, let's see what's on TV!"
Josh sighed and rose to follow his cousins. Glancing back he noticed the
raised eyebrows on his mother's face and gently smoothed out his skirt.
Now was definitely not the time to have a showdown with his mother. He
wasn't thrilled with the idea of being Ashley for life!
Once the boys were out of the room the subject quickly returned to their
punishment and Darla's brother. Darla was thrilled with the idea of
treating the boys as girls, it had worked out so well for her brother that
she was sure it was the best thing to do.
Dave was shocked that any normal boy could really want to do what Darla's
brother had done but the women were adamant.
"I think it's so much nicer being a woman than a man Dave," Allison said.
"My clothes are nicer than yours, I can go to the beauty shop and be
pampered if I like, and I don't feel the same silly pressure to be number
one at everything like guys do!"
"Men aren't as free to express their emotions like women are," Lisa
added. "They have to keep things bottled up inside until the stress kills
them. If I'm upset I can have a good cry and feel better!"
"All I can say is that Paulette never once regretted being a girl," Darla
said. "He often thanked mom for making a girl out of him!"
"But what did other people think?" Dave asked.
"My mother once told me that it wasn't that unusual for boys to be brought
up as girls back then, especially back in the old country where she came
from. It must have been true since none of our neighbors ever said a word
about it!"
"I can't believe the number of times I met your sister and never realized
she was a man!" Laughed Julia.
"Including the time she was my Maid of Honor!" Darla replied.
"That's right, she was your Maid of honor! I thought it was so sweet of
you to choose your sister."
"She was a perfect choice, and she even helped me choose my gown and the
gowns for the rest of the girls!"
"Didn't your husband mind?" Dave asked. "I mean didn't he think it was
odd to have your brother pretending to be a woman at his wedding?"
"He never knew I had a brother," Darla replied. "By the time we got
married Paulette had been living as a girl for almost fifteen years. As
far as anyone was concerned she was my sister!"
"I doubt that will ever happen to our boys!" Dave exclaimed. "They hate
being dressed as girls!"
"Wait and see!" Darla replied, smiling at the other women. "Just wait
and see."
In the living room the boys were retelling the horrors of going to church
and meeting their grandmother as girls.
"I didn't think that I'd ever get to sleep last night!" Tod said. "I kept
worrying about what Grandma would think about us wearing girl's clothes!"
"I know what you mean," Tim added. "I kept thinking that she might laugh
at us or something!"
"Didn't you guys worry about what other people would think of seeing three
boys wearing dresses?" Josh asked. "I mean there were a lot of other
people there besides grandma!"
Tim and Tod exchanged knowing smiles.
"Well we were kind of worried that you might give it all away!" Tod
grinned.
"Yeah, but when we saw how you looked we knew it'd be okay!" Finished
Tim.
"Me!" Exclaimed a bewildered Josh . "Didn't it occur to you guys that
someone might notice one of you? After all, those aren't exactly jeans and
sneakers that you two are wearing!"
"I guess it didn't Josh," Tod replied calmly. "But that's probably
because we've been there a couple of times before."
"Right, we're kind of used to it I guess," Said Tim.
"You're kind of used to going to church in a dress?"
"Oh sure, the first time was kind of scary but it's not too bad anymore!
Right Tod?"
"Yeah, I remember how I was too scared too get out of the car the first
time," Tod laughed. "But mom went through a lot of trouble to make us
look nice and she promised us Ice Cream later if we were good!"
"I can't believe you two! Can't you see that our mom's are trying to turn
us into girls?"
"I don't think they want to do that," Tim said, shaking his head. "They
just want us to behave, that's all."
"As soon as we behave we can wear boy's stuff again," Tod chimed in.
"Didn't you hear they way they were talking to Grandma's friend abort her
brother? They thought it was great that her brother dresses like a lady
all the time. That's what they want us to do too!" A worried Josh
explained.
"You never know Ashley, it might be fun to make people think you're really
a girl!" Said Tod with a hint of enthusiasm to his voice.
"Don't call me Ashley!" Josh said in a huff. "I'm not a girl and I hate
dressing like one!"
"It's not that bad really," Tim replied. "We've had a lot of fun now that
we 're kind of used to it, right Tod?"
"What are you two talking about?" Josh asked suspiciously. "What kind of
fun have you been having?"
Tod looked over at Tim and smiled. "We get to stay up later on weekends if
were good, mom buys all kinds of treats for us, and rents great movies
too!"
"So for a couple of extra minutes at night, some treats and movies you're
letting her turn you into sissies?" Smirked Josh.
"We're not sissies!" Tim insisted. "We're just learning to behave a
little nicer that's all!"
"You're sissies!" Josh taunted. "I can't believe you let your mom turn
you into a couple of girls!"
"Yours did the same to you too!" Tim said barely able to control his
tears. "You're dressed up just like we are don't forget!"
"Yeah, just wait and see! I'll be back in boy's clothes before you sissies
are!"
Tod couldn't take Josh's teasing any longer. "We don't care, do we Tim? We
like getting all dressed up!"
Tim's face was suddenly covered with a look of horror. "Shut up Tod!" He
hissed.
"I knew it!" Josh shouted triumphantly. "I knew you two were a couple of
fairies!"
Tod broke into tears and rushed to his room. Hearing the commotion the
adults rushed to see what was wrong.
"Tod told Josh that we like wearing girl's clothes mom!" Tim tearfully
explained. "Josh called us fairies and made Tod cry!"
Tim's mother hugged him tight trying to ease his pain. "That wasn't very
nice of you Ashley!"
"I'm not Ashley and I never will be!" Josh said defiantly. "Nothing you
can do will ever make me into a fairy like Tod and Tim!"
"You're going to pay for this young lady!" Warned Josh's mother. "When
I'm done with you you'll beg your cousins to forgive you!"
Josh shot one last smirk at Tim as his parents led him out to the car.
"You're still a fairy!" He called back.
Life for Josh continued as it had for several weeks. At school he wore his
regular boys clothes while at home it was strictly Ashley. His attitude
hadn't changed, notes from school were a routine occurrence. After a
second warning for fighting his parents decided to take more drastic
measures to curb his aggressive behavior on the playground.
It was a warm, sunny, Monday morning when Josh's mother woke him for
school. He took his usual shower, brushed his teeth, and reached for the
clothes his mother had set out for him. To his astonishment there on the
bed along with his shorts, shirt, and socks, lay a pair of panties!
"I can't wear these to school!" Josh protested. "The guys would kill me
if they saw me wearing girl's underwear!"
"That's right, so you'd better be careful!" His mother called from
outside of his room. "That means no wresting or fighting! Now get dressed
before I make you wear something else!"
Josh examined the panties for several seconds before pulling them on. At
least they were white, he thought to himself. He couldn't imagine wearing
some of his other panties, like the pink or yellow ones, or the ones with
lace at the top!
Josh's mom was right about how he'd behave at school while wearing
panties, even his teachers were amazed at the sudden change in his
behavior.
Weeks went by without any further problems and Josh's parents were sure
they'd finally made him behave when the call came.
The call was from the principal of Josh's school and it was a request for
both parents to come to the school immediately. At the school they were
met by the principal and a police officer who had been called out because
of a fire alarm which Josh had set off. This time there was to be no
second chance, Josh had too many of them in the past, this time he was to
be expelled!
Josh sat dumbfounded as he listened to his sentence. He had no idea that
what he thought to be a harmless prank could cause so much trouble. The
officer was telling his parents that Josh's little prank was going to cost
them a three hundred dollar fine and the principal informed them that they
had one month to find another school for Josh or face even larger fines
for truancy! As he glanced at his parents Josh could clearly see that he
was in major trouble. If he knew what his punishment was to be he would
have cried and begged the principal to take him back!
Not a word was said as the family drove home from school which worried
Josh. His parents had never before hesitated to chew him out, why weren't
they doing it this time?
"Go to your room and change young lady", His father said as they entered
the house. "I expect to see you downstairs in ten minutes wearing that
yellow outfit!"
The expression on his dad's face told him not to argue so Josh trudged off
to change. Ten minutes later he stood in front of his parents dressed as
he was told.
"I don't know where we're going to find a school that's willing to accept
you," His dad said. "If I could send you off to the Army I'd do it in an
instant! Maybe they could find a way to put an end to your wild streak!"
"That's what he needs," His mother affirmed. "Someplace where they'll
keep an eye on him and make him behave!"
"I doubt that I could wear this dress in the Army..." Before he could
finish Josh's dad slapped him hard across the face.
"Go ahead, make another smart remark and you'll end up wearing those
clothes for the rest of your life!" His father shouted. "Maybe you'd like
being a pretty girl in frilly dresses! You can't seem to behave as a boy
so maybe you should be a girl!"
"Why don't we have him spend his little vacation as Ashley?" His mother
suggested. "He'd appreciate it so much more when he does go back to
school!"
"I think that's a good idea dear," His dad agreed, turning to face Josh
again. "Until we can get you back into school you'll spend all of your
time as a girl! As far as I'm concerned your name is Ashley and I'm sure
your mom will do everything she can to make you into a pretty girl!"
"First I think we have to do something with your hair, sweetheart."
Laughed his mother as she ran her fingers through his thick hair. "What do
you think about a perm to give her nice curls?" She asked of Josh's dad.
"I think she'd look adorable with a head full of curls, why not get
started now?"
"I need a few things first," She replied with a grin. "Ashley, change
into that outfit you wore to Grandma's a few weeks back. And don't forget
to put the outfit you're wearing away neatly, you'll be wearing it again
very soon!"
"Why do I have to change mom?" Josh asked uncertainly.
"Well if you want to wear that dress to go shopping in it's up to you of
course, I just thought you'd be more comfortable in a simpler outfit!"
"Shopping, in a dress? Please mom, everyone will laugh at me!"
"Why would anyone laugh at you Ashley," His mom asked with mock concern.
"You're just another girl shopping with her mom!"
"No mom, please," Josh begged, tears tricking down his face. "I'll do
anything you want, just don't make me go out in girl's clothes."
"I'll make certain that you don't look like a boy Ashley, you'll have to
make certain that you don't act like a boy! If you do everything right no
one will ever know you're not a cute girl"
"I don't want to be a girl mom, please don't do this."
"What you want doesn't really matter anymore Ashley," His father answered.
"Until we get you back into school you're going to be spending your days
as a girl! Hopefully that will teach you to behave a lot better than you
have. If not I just might let your mom make a girl out of you
permanently!"
Josh suddenly noticed the far away look in his mother's eyes. "You'd
certainly make a beautiful young woman someday,"
"Too bad," Laughed Josh, "But you're stuck with a son and you can't
change that!"
Josh's dad started to laugh, "Ever hear of hormones?"
"Hormones? Yeah, they mentioned something about them in health class, so
what?"
"Let's just say that if you started taking female hormones today in a year
or so you wouldn't need a padded bra!"
"Not to mention the special operation some men have," Added his mother.
"Sure, take a way a little here, add a little there and a man becomes a
woman!"
"I've heard that too much male hormones are what makes some boys too
rough." Josh's mother added. "You know Dave maybe that's his problem!"
"You wouldn't dare!" Josh cried as he ran to his room. "You can't make a
girl out of me, I wont let you!"
"Get changed while you're at it Ashley," His mother called behind him.
"I'll be right there to fix your hair and makeup!"
As Josh's bedroom door slammed his mother turned to his dad. "You're not
serious about hormones are you?"
Josh's dad just shook his head, bewildered. "After today, I'm just not
sure." He said somberly. "I'm really not sure."
Josh was just zipping up his dress as his mom entered his room. "You're
not really going to make me take stuff that will turn me into a girl are
you?"
"That's up to you Ashley, " She replied as she helped him zip up his
dress. "Your father and I are not going to let you grow up to be a
troublemaker and a bully. If making a girl out of you will keep that from
happening then that's what we'll do."
Josh had nothing more to say, he sat as his mother styled his hair and did
his nails. No matter what his parents said he just didn't believe they'd
go that far with him. His father would never allow his son to be turned
into a girl!
After his mother finished Josh's hair was fluffed out in gentle curls with
bangs softly framing his forehead. His finger nails now extended out just
past the tips of his finger and were coated with a shade of pink to match
the flowers in his dress. His nylon covered legs ended in a pair of low
heeled blue pumps, a gold necklace hung around his neck while blue button
earrings were clipped to each ear. Sadly surveying his outfit he never
noticed his mother reaching for a small bottle until he felt a cool mist
on his neck.
"Hey, what are you doing now!" He demanded in a huff. "What is that
stuff?"
"Just a little cologne to make you smell nice, that's all."
"Don't spray that junk on me! It makes me smell funny!"
"It makes you smell like a girl," Replied his mom brushing away his
objections. "It'll help remind you that you're a girl!"
"But I don't want to be a girl mom, I'm a boy, that's what I want to be!"
"You shouldn't say that Ashley, someone might hear you, besides it's a
little extra touch to make you feel more like a girl!"
His objections unheeded Josh was soon dressed and ready to go. He
hesitated for a moment at the door to the garage but the look on his
father's face told him that it would be far better to go shopping than to
stay at home. His heart was thumping furiously as he buckled his seat belt
and a smile came to his mother's face as she watched him carefully smooth
his dress and pull the hem down to his knees. Josh flashed an embarrassed
look back at his mother, he wasn't so much concerned that his dress
wouldn't wrinkle but that it would ride up too high and he'd catch sight
of the lace trim of his slip.
Walking through the mall Josh tried to keep his shoes from making the
distinctive clicking noise from his heels. He took short steps, long
steps, walked on the front of his feet and the backs of his feet but
nothing would silence that noise! Frustrated, Josh finally gave up trying
and dejectedly wandered back to his mothers side. She looked at him and
smiled, pleased to see that his resistance was beginning to crack.
"There's no way out Ashley, you're a girl and that's all there is to it!"
His mother's words were upsetting to Josh but not nearly as upsetting as
realizing that after ten minutes of walking through the mall not one
person had given him a second look! His mother had done such a good job
with his outfit and hair that no one questioned that he was a girl. It was
too spooky, Josh thought to himself, just like that day at church when a
boy smiled at him!
Guiding him gently by the elbow his mother steered him into a beauty
supplies store, "Let's stop in here first, I think they'll have what I'm
looking for"
As his mother came to a stop in front of a shelf filled with hair dyes,
Josh hissed, "That is for you isn't it?"
Placing a container of blonde hair dye into her cart his mother shook her
head. "You decide if Blondes have more fun!"
" If you dye my hair I'll b stuck with it for a long time!" Josh whispered
furtively. "I'll look ridiculous!"
"Don't get all worked up," His mom pointed to the shelf. "These are just
Rinses, the color will wash out in a couple of days. You'll be a doll, now
calm down and help me find the permanent kits!"
"A permanent too! Josh groaned. How will I be able to go back to school
with my hair curled?"
"Oh don't worry about it, we can get some relaxer later. Right now I want
my daughter to look her prettiest!"
Soon Josh was watching his mother check out with hair dye, curlers, and a
permanent kit all meant to make him look pretty. For the first time since
he'd pulled it he began to wish that he'd never gone near that box! His
stomach was churning furiously as he thought about having curly blonde
hair. What if he put up a fight and refused to let his mother do his hair,
he wondered. He suddenly remembered the tight feeling of the bra he was
wearing and his parents comments about hormones came back to haunt him.
Would they really try to turn him into a real girl? Part of him said no,
of course they wouldn't, but yet here he was in girls clothes chopping for
things to make him look more and more like a girl! He wisely decided not
to try to find out if his parents were bluffing for fear that his bra
would become a permanent part of his wardrobe!
Holding the bag of hair items Josh followed his mother into a department
store and straight to the junior girls department filled with trendy
clothes for teenage girls.
"How about this?" His mother asked, handing him a one piece shorts and
top outfit to look at. The outfit, made of some type of silky material,
had small white dots over a burgundy background. A row of small, white
buttons up the back appeared to be the only way in or out of the outfit.
"What do you mean, how about this?"
"Must I pull teeth to get an answer out of you? Do you like it?"
"Sure mom," Josh teased. "Can I have one for each day of the week?"
"Two should be plenty," Responded his mother. "What other color would you
like?"
"I was just kidding mom, now can we please go home?"
His mother grinned, handed him the outfit and showed him the dressing
area. Josh was horrified to see where she was taking him, he tried to hold
back but his mother warned him not to make a scene.
"Just close the door and no one will know the difference," She told him .
"Now hurry up and let me see how you look!"
Josh suddenly found himself inside the dressing area standing in front of
an open door. He quickly dashed inside afraid someone might notice him.
With the door closed behind him Josh sat down and caught his breath. He
wanted no parts of the outfit his mother had given him, he didn't want to
try it on for her and he most definitely didn't want to wear it! He
gathered it up and opened the door to leave he saw his mother looking at
him from just beyond the dressing area and he could see by the look on her
face that she was not
happy.
"Unless you want me to tell everyone here that you're a boy you'll go
right back in there and change!"
Josh looked around and realized that more girls had entered the area
without his noticing. He looked again at the girls around him then back at
his mother.
"Well, is it going to be Ashley or Joshua?" Was all she asked.
"Ashley," Josh replied sadly. Turning back he went to the dressing room
removed his dress and slip and stepped into the outfit. Pulling it up to
his shoulders he noticed a strange sensation, the fabric was light and
very silky giving the impression that he wasn't really wearing anything
over his bra and panties. He stopped for a second to stare at his
reflection in the mirror and was shocked to see just how good of a job his
mother had done on him. His hair, although still short for a girl, was
done in soft curls that made his face seem soft and pretty, just like some
of the prettier girls in his school. His school, he thought sadly, his old
school, the one he was no longer welcome in. It was supposed to be a joke,
a chance to get out of class for a while, he thought to himself. He got
out of class all right but no one was laughing, although if any of the
girls trying on clothes around him knew he was a boy the laughing would
quickly start! Although his parents had never found out there were times
at school when he had peeked into the girl's shower room to see the girl's
getting dressed after gym class. Now he was one of those girls, trying on
outfits for her mother and all because of a dumb joke.
"Hurry up Ashley, we haven't got all day!" His mother called from the
store. "I have a couple of more outfits I want you to try on yet!"
Josh felt sick at the thought of having to spend an afternoon modeling
girl's clothes and even sicker when he remembered that he might be
spending a whole month as a girl if his parents couldn't get him into
school before that. Worse still was what might happen if they couldn't
find a school willing to take him! It wasn't hard for him to decide that
he'd be on his very best behavior at any school he went to and he'd be
sure his parents had no reason to be mad at him until then. He stepped
into the flats he had worn and hurried out to his mother.
"You look really good in that outfit Ashley," Complimented his mother. "Do
you like the way it fits?"
"You know I don't mom," Josh whispered. "Please can't I stop now?"
"In a little while sweetheart, Now let's see how you look in these." His
mother handed him several more outfits and directed him back to the
dressing rooms again.
Without a word of protest Josh meekly accepted the clothes from his mother
and went back to change. Taking off the shorts set he stared at his
reflection in the mirror before he reached for his slip to wear under a
dress his mother had given him to try on. Having been dressing at home for
over two months now he knew what to do without having to think. After
sliding his slip over his head he tugged it down until it fell to just
above his knees then unbuttoned the top two buttons on the back of the
dress to allow his to pull it over his head. As dresses went even Josh
realized it was very pretty, a dark shade of green, the short puffy
sleeves had white edging to set them off, a white sewn in fabric belt went
around the waist, and a sheer white collar with delicate pattern accented
the neckline. Remembering his lessons from home he glanced down and found
that the dress was several inches shorter than his slip. The straps on his
slip were adjusted as much as they could be so he ended up pulling the
slip up and tucking it into the waistband of his pantyhose.
"Now that dress is perfect for you!" His mother gushed as he walked out of
the dressing room. "It's a perfect fit and that shade of green looks great
on you!"
"I'm glad you like it mom," Josh said quietly. "It's kind of short
though."
"You'll get used to it, it's the style!"
"But my slip was too long, I had to tuck it in to my stockings!"
"Don't you like it?" His mother asked tenderly. "Don't you think it's
pretty?"
"I don't want to have to wear dresses mom, but yes it is a pretty dress."
"That settles it then, we'll get you this dress and the shorts, now hurry
and try on the other outfits so we can see what you look best in!"
After an hour of modeling dresses, skirts, and tops, Josh's mother led him
to the shoe department to pick out several more pairs of flats to go with
the different outfits she was buying for him. Josh tried to argue that he
had a pair of girl's shoes already and didn't really need any more but his
mother brushed it off saying that a girl needed shoes to match different
outfits. They left the mall hours later with Josh carrying several bags
containing new dresses, skirts, tops, shoes, and several short half slips
for the shorter styles his mother bought for him
Later at home he carefully unpacked his new clothes and put them into his
closets and drawers. A tear trickled down his cheek as he looked at the
girls underwear stacked neatly in his drawers and the closet filled with
dresses, skirts and matching shoes. How much further did his parents plan
to go he wondered, how much further could they go? Preferring not to have
to think of it he quickly changed into an old nightgown of his mothers and
hurried down to the kitchen to have his hair colored and permed.
"You are going to be beautiful when we're done Ashley," His mother raved.
"Pretty blonde hair with lots of loose curls!"
"I picked up some film for the camera while you girls were shopping," His
dad said as he loaded the camera. "I wanted to get some before and after
pictures!"
Josh smiled pleasantly as his dad snapped a few pictures thankful that at
least his dad wasn't taking pictures of him changed into girl's clothes.
At least these pictures were just of his temporarily changing from a
brunette to a blond.
"What are you doing now!" Josh asked, horrified that his mother had begun
cutting his hair.
"You'll see everything when we're done, now just sit still while I get you
ready" His mother ordered as she continued cutting his hair.
Putting the scissors down she thoroughly soaked Josh's hair in the sink
before shampooing it with the dye she bought. Working it into every strand
of his hair she hummed merrily while his dad shot a few more pictures.
"Put the camera down for a while Dave," His mother instructed. "You'll be
able to get all the shots you want when she's done and all prettied up!"
Wrapping a towel around his head his mother told him to sit still for
twenty minutes while the dye set into his hair.
"Can I at least have something to read while I'm waiting?" He pleaded,
trying not to irritate his parents.
"I picked up something for you while I was out!" His dad handed him a
copy of a magazine for teen girls.
"Guess they didn't have Popular Science?"
"More girls your age read this then Popular Science," Advised his mother.
"You need to know what other girls like!"
"Why mom?" Josh pleaded. "I said I was sorry, I tried on every dress you
gave me at the mall, isn't that enough?"
"For being expelled from school, no not nearly enough!" Cautioned his dad.
"How long do I have to dress like this?"
"I don't know Ashley," His father said softly. "At least until we get you
back into school!"
Tears ran down his cheeks as Josh sobbed. "Please don't make me do this,
please!" He cried. "I'll never do anything wrong again!"
"We've heard it all before dear," His mother said as she held him close.
"This time we'll be sure!"
Josh sat quietly reading his magazine until finally his mother was ready
for him again. This time she rinsed his hair thoroughly adding the perm
solution and rolling it tightly onto curlers.
"I wasn't sure if your hair would be long enough at first Ashley. Looks
like we got lucky though. You should be just darling when I take these
curlers out!"
"Darling, just what I always wanted to look like!" Josh replied. "A girl
with pretty blonde hair!"
"Shush and we'll be done soon!" Scolded his mother as she set up a hair
dryer to speed things along. "Now you just sit here and relax while I pick
an outfit for you."
To Josh it seemed that the clock would never move as he sat reading the
magazine imagining himself a convicted prisoner waiting for execution,
after all hadn't his mother told him that the heat from the dryer would
set his hair color and curls. Certainly that doomed him for when the time
under the dryer ended he would no longer be a boy. After all he reasoned,
no real boy would have curly blonde hair like he would! After his hair was
done Josh went to his room to change and was slightly surprised to see
that his mother had selected the red all in one shorts set they'd bought
earlier. He had expected the green dress or at least a dress but it didn't
really matter, there was no mistaking the shorts set for boys clothes.
Looking at his bed he saw that his mother had been very thorough, his new
red shoes were set out along with white pantyhose, a bra, and red clip on
earrings. Josh knew exactly what was expected of him so he quickly pulled
on the stockings, bra, and shorts outfit, clipped the earrings onto his
ears, and slipped on the flats that matched his outfit. He was about to
leave the room when he noticed a few locks of hair that had fallen out of
place as he dressed. He had just brushing them back into place when he
realized what his mother had accomplished in just over two months. She had
gotten him to act just like a girl would if she noticed a problem with her
hair! If she could do that without his noticing, Josh thought to himself,
what would she have him doing now that he was going to be spending even
more time as Ashley! Too frightened to consider what was happening to him
Josh quickly left his room to show off his new look to his parents.
As he walked into the kitchen Josh was surprised to see that his Aunt Lisa
had stopped by for a visit
"My God ," His aunt gasped. "She's beautiful Allison, absolutely
beautiful! Have you decided to stick with being a girl Ashley?"
"No I'm haven't," Josh quickly replied. "I just have to look like this
until I go back to school. Mom says the color will wash out and she'll
straighten my hair then"
"You can try to straighten her hair Alli," His aunt said holding up the
empty hair dye box. But if this is what you used on her it's not coming
out!"
"What!" Josh cried out in alarm. "Mom, you promised me it would wash
out!"
"Let me see that," His mother snatched the box from her sister's hand. A
shocked expression came over her face as she read the label. "Oh no, I'm
sorry Ashley. Aunt Lisa's right, we bought the wrong kind of dye!"
Josh put his hands up to his head. "You mean I'm stuck like this forever?"
"Don't worry, I'll get another dye and change it back when you go to
school, I promise."
"Try it and she might just end up bald!" Advised her sister. "You just
can't use different color dyes like that, you'll just have to let it grow
out."
"How long would that take?" Josh asked in a panicked voice.
"A couple of months, give or take a week or two," Answered his aunt. "You
have to grow an entirely new head of hair!"
"How could you do this to me mom!" Josh cried angrily. "I would have
behaved, honest I would've!"
His mother reached out to console him but he turned and ran back to his
room. Throwing himself on his bed he lay there sobbing.
Josh cried himself to sleep that night afraid of what was happening to
him. His mother repeatedly swore to him that she never meant to change his
hair color permanently and in a few moths she'd redo it but that just
caused more problems. How would he explain the overnight change in his
hair color a few months from now without being laughed at? No matter how
hard he tried he couldn't think of any way out that wouldn't have other
boys think that he was strange!
Josh tried to keep from thinking about his problem during the day as he
cleaned the house for his mother or in the evening when his mother
insisted he learn to sew and do needlepoint. Finally one Saturday
afternoon his mother told him they'd found a school that would accept him.
Josh was delighted to find that there would be all manner of activities
available for him from Gymnastics and Horseback riding to Swimming. The
school specialized in handling problem students such as Josh and had a
remarkable track record for turning those students around.
His parents were quick to point out that the school was an out of state
boarding school and Josh would have to spend his first two months at the
school before he'd be allowed to come home for occasional visits. An
appointment had been scheduled for that afternoon for Josh and his parents
to visit the school. Josh objected due to his hair but his parents assured
him that the school was shut down for a two week holiday and no one would
see him.
When they arrived at the school his parents drove directly to an office
building where they would meet with Mrs. Farson, the Principal. Mrs.
Farson was an attractive, well dressed, woman who appeared to be in her
mid forties with a quick smile and outgoing personality. She welcomed Josh
and his family into her office
where she explained the school and policies to Josh. There were no harsh
penalties for misbehavior, they simply refused to allow students to take
advantage of the many privileges available for good students. The longest
time any student had survived this penalty was two weeks Mrs. Farson
explained, after that the boy begged forgiveness and became a model
student!
Josh's parents had agreed to the terms of his being accepted as a student
he was told and would be starting there in a week. He was to use that week
to gather up any materials he would need for class and to be fitted for
his uniform.
"Fitted?" Josh asked, grateful to be leaving his girl's clothes behind at
last. "What's so tough about that?"
A smile crossed Mrs. Farson's face. "I assume your parents haven't
discussed the uniform with you?
Josh's parent's had a sheepish look on their faces. "We thought it would
be best if that were discussed when we came in today."
"I understand," Mrs. Farson smiled. "Many parents have the same problem.
Excuse me, I'll be back in a moment." She said as she left the room.
Moments later she returned with a dark blue blazer on a hanger with a
white shirt. "This is the uniform Josh. You'll wear it everyday to class
with few exceptions."
Josh saw no problem as he studied the blazer thinking he might even look
pretty sharp in it. His eyes widened in shock though when Mrs. Farson hung
the blazer on a hook. What he first thought was a white shirt was really a
girl's blouse and after that came a dark blue pleated skirt.
"No way I'm going to wear that!" Josh protested. "I'm not about to go to
school in girl's clothes!"
"This is your new school Josh!" His father asserted. "Six other schools
turned you down because of your record. This is just what you need!"
"You can't make me wear girl's clothes, no one can!"
"You said that before too, remember?" His dad smiled. "This school will
solve all of our problems for us. You wont have to worry about what color
your hair is or how curly it is and we wont have to worry about your
behavior!"
An evil smirk came over Josh's face. "They have fire alarms here I'll
bet!"
"Yes Josh we certainly do." Mrs. Farson replied. "But if you pull one as
a prank the police will certainly show up and they're going to ask some
embarrassing questions about why you're dressed like a girl!"
"They'll close this place down!" Josh shouted defiantly. "You can't make
boys wear dresses to school!"
"As long as we have the parent's permission we can," She smiled. "We've
been doing it for almost fifty years now and we are state certified!"
"I'll find other ways of causing trouble then!"
"None that haven't been tried before." Was Mrs. Farson's calm reply.
"Running away - it's twenty five miles to town from here and you're
dressed like a girl. Could be dangerous! Anything else and you lose
privileges for swimming and other activities. It can get real boring in
your room!"
"I don't care!" Josh replied stubbornly. "You'll give up before I will!"
"I said the same thing when I was your age Josh." Mrs. Farson smiled. "I
swore I'd leave this place and never come back. Instead I stayed on to
graduate and returned fifteen years ago to teach!"
Josh's eye's grew wide in disbelief. "You're kidding me!" He exclaimed.
"No Josh, I'm perfectly serious. I'm just as much a male as you are,
married with two sons who are also students here."
She pointed proudly to a picture of her and two young girls in the
school's uniforms. "My daughters, Jimmy and Robert. My wife and I enrolled
them here in first grade, three years ago! You'll probably meet them
later, just ask for Joanne and Caroline Farson, they'll be happy to show
you around."
Mrs. Farson pulled out a yearbook from her desk and slid it over to Josh..
"You wont feel odd here Ashley," She said soothingly. "Take a look in
the yearbook and tell me if you see any boys."
Josh studied the book intently for several minutes before handing it back.
He looked at every picture carefully but had to admit he could not tell
which was a boy.
"Give up?" Mrs. Farson asked. "They're all boys Josh. Students and
teachers alike, there are no women working here!"
And so it was that two weeks later Josh finished his morning shower ,
neatly put away the nightgown he had worn and slipped on his white bra,
half slip, knee socks, tucked his blouse into his skirt and prepared for
his first morning of class as Ashley.
Mrs. Farson had been right about not feeling odd at the school for on the
way to his class although he passed many girls he never spotted a single
boy! With his heart in his throat he followed a group of girls into the
classroom building and found the room he'd been assigned to. Taking a seat
in the back of the room he set down his new purse and the pink and white
bag he carried his gym uniform in.
"Good morning ladies," Announced the teacher, an attractive woman in her
twenties. "Welcome to SouthWood Academy and your new home base. I am Miss
Beyer, your instructor for home base and possibly several other classes
depending on your schedules."
Josh was surprised at just how good looking his teacher was. Mrs. Farson
had sworn that there were no women at SouthWood but he couldn't even begin
to think of the beautiful woman in front of the class as a man!
"Most of you girl's know each other by now," Miss Beyers continued. "But
since we do have a few new girls here I'm going to ask them to come up
front to be introduced. After I finish with the new girls I want all of
you stand and say your names."
As his name was called Josh reluctantly took his place next to several
others in front of the class. He hoped that Mrs. Farson was right about
everyone being boys but these kids just didn't look like boys to him. Some
had long hair and some had short hair but none had hair like a boy. If
they didn't have curly or wavy hair they wore it pulled back in ponytails
or some other pretty style. The students at their seats were all sitting
with hands neatly folded on the desks in front of them, their legs crossed
at the knee or ankles. They were of course all dressed alike with blue
skirts, white blouses, and blazers and as Josh noticed, they all seemed
comfortable and at ease in their skirts.
Once the introductions were finished the new students were allowed to go
back to their seats while Miss Beyer explained what the new students could
expect at SouthWood school.
"I realize that some of you girls are not here by choice and I realize
that you may be confused and scared but there really isn't any reason to
be. You'll soon see that this is much like any other school, you'll have
classes, test, and homework and you'll be graded just as you would
anywhere else. Of course for however long your parents may decide to send
you to SouthWood you will be expected to be young ladies. Trust me when I
say that you'll soon learn to enjoy being girls, I know I did!"
As Miss Beyers finished her orientation speech a bell rang signaling the
exchange of classes. Josh picked up his books, purse, and gym bag and
started towards his next class when Miss Beyers stopped him and asked him
to come to her desk along with another of his classmates.
"Mrs. Farson asked me to keep an eye out for you Ashley," She said with a
warm smile. "She thought you might have just a little trouble getting used
to things here."
Josh wanted to tell her that he hated the school, he hated being in a
school full of sissies, and that he probably even hated her, but the smile
on her face and the soft tone of concern in her voice held him back.
"We have a special program for new girls Ashley, it's called the Big
Sister program." Placing one arm around Josh's shoulders she gently drew
him closer to the desk. "Susan here," She continued. "Is going to be your
big sister for your first year. She'll help you get used to being a
SouthWood and being a girl."
Susan came over to Josh's side of the desk and smiled. "You're going to
love it here Ashley, I'll introduce you to some of the other girls and
we'll have a great time!"
Miss Beyer's and Susan's enthusiasm was irresistible and before long Josh
found himself smiling. "Thanks Susan," He said softly. "That would be
really nice!"
Miss Beyer's gave them both a quick hug and sent them off to their next
class. Josh was grateful to find out that Susan would be in all of his
classes with him and the two quickly made arrangements to sit next to each
other whenever possible. As the day wore on they became fast friends and
as promised Susan introduced him to several other girls who were happy to
share a spot at their lunch table with him. The conversation soon turned
to Josh and he found himself telling the story of how he and his cousins
were punished.
"Those dresses sound dreamy Ashley," One of the girls commented.
"I thought it was more like a nightmare!" Laughed Josh. "I hated every
minute of it!"
"My mom dressed me like a girl for Halloween a couple of years ago," A
girl named Debbie volunteered. "It felt so good that I didn't want to take
the dress off! I used to sneak into her room and dress up in her clothes
so much she finally gave up and bought me my own!"
"My parents thought I made such a cute little girl that they dressed me
like one since I was a baby. They sent me here to school so they wouldn't
have get me a haircut and dress me like a boy."
"Doesn't it bother you guys to be dressed like girls all of the time?"
"I hated it at first," Another girl shrugged. "But the longer you're here
the easier it is to forget that you're a boy."
"You know, you're right!" Added another girl. "I was so mad at my
parents for sending me here that I didn't want to go home for weekends or
breaks at first! Now I just love going home to see them! I shop with mom,
go to plays with her and dad, and just have a whole lot of fun!"
"Your fathers don't mind your being here?" Josh asked. "Wouldn't they
rather have sons to take to ball games and stuff like that?"
"My dad didn't like it at first but he's gotten used to having a daughter
now and I go out with my dad all the time," Said Lynn, an older girl
with pretty red hair who had just joined the group. "We have a great time
together!"
Just then the bell rang to end the lunch period leaving Josh and Susan to
quickly clean up and go to their next class.
"You're going to love Gymnastics," Susan told Josh. "It's a lot of work
but it's so fun!"
"I'm going to be so embarrassed standing around in my leotards! Couldn't
they let us wear shorts or something like that?" Remarked Josh as they
entered the locker room.
"You'll get used to the leotard, we all did!" Susan answered with a
smile. "We're all going to be wearing the same thing so you wont look any
dumber than the other girls!"
Standing in his slip and bra Josh looked around the locker room and saw
his classmates laughing and changing as though nothing was wrong with a
group of boys taking off skirts and putting leotards on. Once again Josh
wanted to say that he thought the whole class was nuts, that they
shouldn't be doing this, but once again peer pressure won out. All of the
boys in his class had been so nice to him so far and he was going to need
friends at this new school so Josh instead of causing problems Josh
stepped out of his slip and reached for the pink and blue leotard in his
gym bag.
"Don't forget your belt," Susan reminded him, pointing to Josh's gym
bag. "These leotards are kind of uncomfortable without it!"
"I'm not really sure how to use it," Josh stammered. "I've never worn
anything like this before."
"It's really simple once you get used to it," Susan replied, stepping out
of his slip. "You have to make sure you've got all of your private parts
pushed up inside of you or it hurts like crazy!"
Josh watched in amazement as Susan without any embarrassment removed his
panties, pulled up his belt, pushed his genitals up and finished pulling
up the belt. Once everything was in place he calmly put his panties back
on and pulled on his leotard.
"You look just like a girl!" Josh blurted out as he stared at his
friend's crotch.
"That's the idea silly!" Laughed Susan as he playfully tugged at Josh's
panties. "Now hurry up and get dressed!"
Susan was right about making sure things were all in the right place, Josh
soon learned. He may be dressing like a girl but the pain he felt was a
reminder that he was still a boy! He made a quick adjustment to relieve
the pain then pulled on his panties and leotard. Hurrying to the gym he
and Susan took their places among the other similarly dressed students.
While an attractive teacher called roll Josh quickly looked around at the
other students noticing that if he hadn't have been in the locker with
them he'd have thought they were all girls. They curved in all the right
places for girls his age hr noted, and they looked great in their tight
leotards! Seconds later Josh realized that he probably looked the same as
they did!
"Ashley, I realize that you're new here but you must pay attention if
you're going to do well in this class," The teacher said with a smile.
Josh, shaken from his dream smiled back, "Sorry Miss Adels," He replied
politely.
"As I said," Miss Adels continued. "Some of you girls are new and may
feel a little self conscious about the way you're dressed. Please don't
let that bother you," She smiled. "You're simply dressed the way any girl
your age would dress for gymnastics and soon you'll forget all about it!
Your belts probably feel uncomfortable to you but they serve a purpose and
you will be required to wear them for gymnastics, swimming, or any time
you may be wearing slacks. Soon you'll get used to them and the way you
look when you're wearing them."
"See, told you so!" Susan whispered. "It's no big deal!"
It was a big deal for Josh though and it took most of the class time
before he even began to get used to the way he was dressed and having to
pull down the leg opening of his leotard every time he did stretching
exercises didn't help!
Back in the locker room after class Josh has faced with another problem,
all students were expected to shower after class! Fortunately though the
showers were individual units and he noticed that the other kids wrapped
towels around themselves as they entered or left the showers. Still not
wishing to take any chances though Josh first wrapped a towel from his
chest down before removing his panties and belt in the shower.
Afterwards, as he stepped into his slip, he turned to Susan. "I never
thought I'd be happy to put a slip on until now!"
"You're silly," Susan giggled. "But I'll bet that in a couple more weeks
you'll be running around the dorm in your panties and bra just like the
rest of us!"
Josh shot Susan a horrified look, "I doubt that'll ever happen!" He
exclaimed as he pulled on his skirt.
"Believe me, it will!" Laughed Susan.
As time passed Josh found it harder and harder to resist fitting in with
the rest of the students at his new school. At first he was determined to
wear only jeans and shorts if he wasn't in class but he soon realized that
it really wasn't going to help at all. The only shorts or jeans he had
were cut to fit a young girl and with his belt on that's exactly what he
looked like! No matter how hard he tried he could not make himself look
like a boy when he was wearing a flowered top and pink, cuffed leg shorts!
It didn't take long after that for him to begin wearing some of the
culottes and casual skirts his mother had given him.
Weeks passed and one night after much prodding from Susan he agreed to
attend a 'Floor Party' given by some of the kids on his dorm floor.
Everyone would be wearing PJ's so for the first time since he came to the
school Josh left his room wearing a baby doll nightgown and his fluffy
pink slippers. Susan practically had to push him inside the room where the
party was being held but a room full of giggling, laughing boys in
nightgowns, some with their hair in curlers, quickly put him at ease. Soon
he found himself laughing and joking with a group of boys who were telling
him how cute his babydoll outfit was and how much they liked the way his
mother had done his hair. One thing led to another and after helping to do
another boys toe nails in several different colors Josh found himself on
the receiving end of a pedicure. Josh didn't object as a boy placed cotton
balls between his toes to separate them, he didn't even object as pink
nail polish was carefully spread over each nail. He didn't bother
objecting since he figured it was all in fun and at the time he was busy
setting another boys hair into large pink rollers!
Back in his room later that night Josh couldn't understand why he had let
someone put nail polish on his toes or how he could have let the other
boys fix his hair for him. What really puzzled him was that for several
hours that night he had really become Ashley, the girl his parents tried
so hard to make him into. Not only had he forgotten that he was a boy, he
had loved every minute of it! He smiled to himself, adjusted the top of
his PJ's and fell fast asleep.
If Josh had any further thoughts of rebelling they were quickly forgotten
as he became a model student. His grades were A's and B's and his behavior
was every parent's dream. His teachers seemed to notice the change in his
attitude and did all they could to encourage him. Soon he began to take
more of an interest in his clothes and hair, wearing dresses and skirts
more often and even began to wear ribbons or other ornaments in his hair.
He noticed the changes himself but somehow the friendships he'd made, the
horseback riding he'd come to love, and all of the other wonderful
activities seemed to be more important than the kind of clothes he wore.
Mrs. Farson kept his parents up to date on what was happening to Josh and
just before the two month waiting period for visiting ended they saw the
proof for themselves in one of Josh's many letters home. In past letters
he had grudgingly admitted that things weren't as bad at the school as
he'd expected but this letter was filled with enthusiasm, He loved being
able to go swimming or horseback riding when he finished his homework and
was making many new friends. The end of the letter jumped off the page as
his parents read it for it was not signed 'Josh' as past letters were but
as 'Ashley'.
Mrs. Farson was happy for Josh's parents when they called to tell her of
the letter. She had assured them at the beginning that there would be no
pushing of Josh to accept being a girl, it was simply a matter of
constantly being treated as one and the expectation from his teachers and
other students to act like one. The school's methods had not failed in
over fifty years and Josh would not be the one to break that streak. It
had taken nearly two months of peer pressure but Josh had finally given
up. Wearing a skirt and blouse to school no longer seemed strange to him,
the leotards of gymnastic class were comfortable, and even the pink and
blue swimsuit he wore to the pool seemed normal to him.
The weekend for his parents visit finally arrived and his parents were
amazed to see the son they had left there two months before greet them in
a pink flowered sundress, his hair pulled back in a neat flip, the
slightest trace of pink on his lips, and his fingers flashing a shade of
pink that matched his dress.
They walked around the grounds as Josh showed them the school and stables
and introduced then to Susan and his other friends.
"You look so pretty in that outfit Ashley," His mother said proudly. "I'm
really happy to see you wearing it !"
"Thanks mom!" Josh said as he gave his mother a hug. "Sometimes it feel
nice just to wear something loose and comfortable like this, all of my
girlfriends think I look good in it too!"
"Who did your hair for you honey?" His father asked. "That style really
makes you look great!"
"Susan taught me how to fix my hair," Josh replied proudly. "Do you
really like it daddy?"
"It's very becoming on you, makes you look more like a young lady that a
little girl!" His father answered, quietly noting that Josh had referred
to him as 'Daddy'.
"You're sweet dad!" Josh giggled as he kissed his father's cheek. "Thank
you both for letting me come here, I've never had so much fun in school
before!"
"We're so happy that you like it here Ashley," His mother said as she
brushed a stray lock of his hair into place. "We were so worried about you
before."
"I promise I'll never do anything like that again mom," Josh smiled. "On
one condition though."
"One condition!" His father began to show signs of irritation. "I don't
think you're in any position to make demands!"
"Calm down dad," Josh smiled and kissed his father again. "The condition
is that I get to stay here!"
"You want to stay here?" His father asked in surprise. "You realize what
that would mean don't you?"
"That I'd have to keep wearing girl's clothes and act like a girl? Yeah,
I know, but I sort of like it!"
"We could talk to Mrs. Farson," Josh's mother quickly added. "I'm sure
she'd have some thoughts on this!
Later in Mrs. Farson office Josh's parent's explained his wish to keep
attending SouthWood as Ashley. Mrs. Farson saw no problem with that,
Josh's grades were certainly high enough and he didn't mind spending more
time as Ashley.
"There may be a problem several years down the road though folks," She
informed his parents. "That problem is puberty. Despite Josh's best
intentions in a matter of a year or two he could begin those changes which
will take him from a boy to a young man. If he's no longer able to fit in
as Ashley I'll have to ask you to find another school."
Josh's parents looked at each other then at him.
"I'll do my best to fit in Mrs. Farson, I promise!" He vowed. "I'll get
good grades and do whatever you ask!"
"I'm sure you will Ashley dear," Mrs. Farson smiled. "But we can't have
our girls looking like boys, it would ruin the reputation of the school!"
"I guess we'll just have to hope for the best honey," His dad said as he
gently squeezed Josh's hand. "Maybe things will work out for the best."
"There is an alternative if you're really serious," Mrs. Farson said as
she stared at Josh's family.
"What would that be?" Asked Josh's mother. "Something permanent...?" She
asked in a worried tone.
"Heavens no!" Mrs. Farson laughed. "Nothing at all permanent, more of a
way to buy time you might say!"
"Buy time?" Josh's father asked. "I'm confused, please explain what you
mean."
"Your daughter here is on the brink of becoming a man." Mrs. Farson
explained. "If she does she cannot attend SouthWood. What I'm suggesting
would delay puberty until Ashley can finish school here or decides to
leave!"
"How can you do that?" Josh questioned. "And what would it do to me?"
"I don't do anything Ashley honey," Mrs. Farson explained. "That's up to
you and your parents. I can recommend a doctor who would examine you and
prescribe something that would prevent you from becoming a young man."
"But hat would it do to him, specifically?" Queried Josh's father.
"Specifically, his male hormones would be put on hold, he'd develop a
little more fat in his hips and backside. His features would soften a
little more than they are and his voice would not deepen. He'd be more
girl than boy but only for as long as he took the medication."
"After that?" His mother asked with interest.
"After he stopped the medicine the male hormones would start back up again
and he'd lose the fat and develop muscles just like any normal boy, just a
little late!"
"What about...." Josh stammered.
"Breasts?" Mrs. Farson finished his sentence for him. "You may develop
small breasts but they'd be unnoticeable once you began to fill out as a
young man!"
"You mean that my body would actually change like a girl's?" Josh asked.
"You wouldn't exactly look like a Dallas Cowboy's cheerleader Ashley but
with your belt on you could probably wear a bikini at any public swimming
pool without a problem!"
"What about side effects?" Josh's mother asked, her interest obviously
aroused. "Are there any side effects we should now about?"
"The doctor will discuss all of that with you before you do anything,"
Mrs. Farson assured her. "The most common is that Ashley here will begin
to act more like a girl than ever before. She'll be more emotional, she
may notice increased sensory awareness, and will have little sexual
interest in females. In a nutshell, Ashley will be a young woman!"
Josh's dad turned to ask him if that was what he really wanted but the
smile on Josh's face provided the answer. Turning to his wife he smiled.
"If it 's okay with you I have no problem with having a daughter around
for a few more years!"
"If you could give me that doctor's name," Josh's mother said to Mrs.
Farson. "I'm sure my daughter would appreciate it!"
The meeting ended with Josh hugging his parents and thanking them while
tears ran Down his face. "I know I'm going to be happy," He cried. "I'll
be the best daughter you could want!"
Josh began his treatments shortly afterwards and was thrilled to notice
the slight changes that were taking place in his mind and body. He
insisted that Susan help take his measurements nightly and soon the slight
changes in size were becoming noticeable. The mental changes took their
time coming but before long Josh noticed them too. Over the next few
months his measurements changed along with his attitude. He could tell
that as predicted he was becoming a girl and he was thrilled!
At the end of the school year Josh's parents surprised him with the news
that his aunt was going to be getting remarried and that she wanted the
three girls, Jennifer, Christine, and Ashley, to be bridesmaids. Josh was
in heaven as he accompanied his mother, aunt, and cousins to be fitted for
his dress. As he stood beside his cousins in a peach colored satin gown
Josh took little notice of his aunt's stepson watching him.
Carl, the twin's new brother had a history of being a problem child much
like the twins and Josh. Although his mother had custody from the divorce
she was unable to control him and requested that his dad take him over. It
wasn't long after meeting Lisa that he fell in love and proposed to her.
He told her all about Carl and the trouble he had caused over the years
and Lisa naturally mentioned how she had settled her sons down. Carl was
stunned to find that the two sweet young girls he had met were actually
Lisa's daughters! He fought the idea of feminizing Carl for as long as he
could but finally came to the realization that something drastic had to be
done. Perhaps it would be for the best, he thought, there would be no end
to the problems if Carl learned that his sisters were really boys and it
was breaking his ex wife's heart not to be able to have Carl with her.
After Carl's parents had a long talk with Allison and Dave it was decided
that SouthWood school would be the best solution and so plans were made to
enroll young Miss Carol Smith.
All that Carl knew was that his new family was moving to another state
where he would be attending school with his sisters and cousins. What
puzzled him were the odd smiles on the faces of Chrissy, Jenny, and Ashley
who were wondering how he'd look in the frilly dress, petticaots. and
stockings they had helped his stepmother purchase for him to wear before
he started his new school!